Luyện nghe bài hát Down South Funk

All the way to motherfuckin'
[Incomprehensible] upto
To motherfuckin'
To North motherfuckin'
Yeah, South fuckin'
Yeah, deep down, Alabama
Funk for your funkin' ass,
Ha ha, barefoot walkin'

Yo, guess who's 'bout to tonight?
Three seniors, rockin' the mic, misdemeanors
So charge us with whatever you feel
of steel, clappin' those with rap deals
Fuck hot, I'm lukewarm and still like a champ
Battle 'bout, airing ass out
So dropping shit on what day? My click's the greatest
Chill or feel the of hiatus

Shit shuts down when the around
It thinner, it's hexed like white man from town
Three the hard way can't be
My style's too faraway, to capture, even with help N.A.S.A.
I'm what call, a living legend, sha pow
That's they call, a Mac-11, sha pow
There's two on the way down, blaow
two more, blaow blaow nigga

Is y'all down to ride?
(Man listen)
Would you kill for life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

I got the down south funk I clown out punk ass
Police wanna call dogs and off pumps
I short your if you thump my tape
Yo dial funk if you're mo' stiff than Riker's Isle
Get out your seat, E, out the beat
The tracks plow underground out the streets
From to fades, when I rock M.C.'s
Wave more flags than Puerto Day parade

And give up, I got the footage, of fiends walkin' barefooted
Off my rhyme dare cook it
You fall in to intervene and New Jacks
And they girl become pookie and that, queen
That bag won't fit you tonight
You wanna up? Drop the mic, stick to the pipe
Hand to hand my crew'll cripple click in a fight
Take my tapes way down south and the price

Step up on the like, "Whazzup? Hey sugah"
you cock-tease Doc, how that cash put up?
And way I stop til your click say when
They had enough, 'cause I bump to six A.M.

Is niggaz down to ride?
(Man listen)
Would you for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get all night?
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

My life is a rap, each song is a
Of antagonizing attacks
The beat hits the and the earth cracks
Niggaz be like, "Oh no not them!", we back
rhythmatic articulation, godforsaken
Sick manifestations, pump pump in face then
The lyrical force I put in a rhyme
hit you with more power than a molecule enzyme

No matter who, what, when, where, how, lay you down
With a sick illed out style
Yo, we all represent the hood, the only
us is that we make this shit look good
Programmable annual
You as a rock and I cram to understand you
So for niggaz on a mission kissin' ass and
We get even an ambidextrous, man listen

Is y'all niggaz to ride?
(Man listen)
Would you kill for life?
(Man listen)
Can you get all night?
(Man listen)
(Man listen)

Is niggaz down to ride?
(Man listen)
you kill for your life?
(Man listen)
Can you get busy all
(Man listen)
(Man listen)